Life, Shedding my Weight, weight loss

Weight loss and Hormones

Getting on that scale every Friday is intimidating. I look forward to it to see what’s working and what’s not. I don’t because I’m afraid to fail. As a woman of course every month I go through a week of having my menstrual (yes, my period) and the cravings used to be for Oreos. Not that I would deny having an Oreo milkshake even now. However, it’s usually much less likely for me to deny any while dealing cramps.


Luckily, I’ve been able to curb the cravings so far. I don’t deny myself the sweets. I only taste and move on for the most part. Besides, the protein shakes and afternoon walks really do curb the cravings as much as it can. I’m proud to say that although before my vacation I lost 3 pounds and gained 4. I was able to lost 7 lbs since coming back September 12. It’s been a month and 7 lbs is progress. Although I’m sure I can lose more. I’ll continue to do so. I’ll take as much as I can get at this point. Even if it’s 1lb a week. I’ll share more as I go. For now it’s only protein in the morning. Less carbs. More water. Combined with intermittent fasting. Hopefully I’ll continue losing every week!

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NYC Comic Con 2019

The adventure never ends! My husband and I have been trying out best to get out there. Save money aside to attend events together. Last time we went to comic con was 2015 so it was about time to return! I love the atmosphere, cosplays and everyone enjoying their time. The booths and exclusive items. Artists selling their artworks. It’s amazing the amount of things you can get. It’s fairly easy to spend money on things and lose track from all the awesome things that are sold! Also can’t tell you how many times we stopped different cosplayers for photos. Mostly my sister in law honestly. I preferred taking the photos and exploring the booths for cool pieces to take home. Overall, I love the experience and will probably end up going every year if possible. If you want to see a few photos I took. Check out my Instagram. Next year, I’ll bring my camera and focus on getting much better photos. Anyone else enjoy going to comic con or other social events? Let me know below. Thanks for reading!


When I frame and put up all the artwork we purchased. I’ll post them up with the artist credentials for you all to check them out. I’m all about supporting artists and their well deserved work.

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Spiritual Dreaming

Ever since I was young. I’ve been dreaming (literally) almost my whole life as far as I can remember. Anywhere between random, happy, or nightmares. I’m not sure when the nightmares began. I was probably about five which is normal for any child to have night terrors. You eventually think it’ll be something you grow out of. You start to even avoid horror movies or creepy stories. Just to see if you can avoid having nightmares. Unfortunately, I never grew out of it. I wonder if it’s my overactive imagination or my emotions have a way of showing itself to me in the most horrible ways. It went to the point that while dreaming, I developed (well my brain somewhere did this) some sort of way to protect itself during these times of horrors or protect myself from “real” life. It’s almost as if another part of myself talks and interacts with me when I need it the most.


Another thing I’ve noticed. Not sure if it this applies to my obsession with orcas when I was younger but when I was young. I would always dream about an orca when I was scared or struggling through life. If I was near a body of water in my dream. I would see either it’s tail or dorsal fin. I could see it has some sort of tribal “tattoos” while passing through. If I dreamt I was in the water. There was nothing. Just me in the water and slowly from the corner of my eye it would appear and pass by me. The dream is quiet as if all of sudden I’m deaf and nothing else matters but the connection between me and this orca. The tribal “tattoos” are a deep red from what I can remember. As an adult now, where I don’t watch anything that has to do with orcas. It almost feels like something I default to when I’m dreaming and going through a hard time in life. It’s either the orca or someone speaking to me in my dreams. The brain works in mysterious way I suppose.


Anyone else have vivid dreams? Dreamt of things before they happened? There’s so many other dreams I would like to share with y’all from my dream journal. Much love and take care!

Life

Countdown to Vacation Time

My husband and I have yet to ever take a vacation together at all. Every year something always came up. The excuses would pile up. Until this year. I said enough and finally booked us a cruise to the Caribbean. As the days close in and we start packing my anxiety builds. This is going to be the first vacation together after 8 years. The first time we will be away from our son for a week. The conflicting emotions made me tear up. However, as parents and spouses we definitely need this. I’m so glad my son has my parents. His grandparents to love and take care of him. I know he will enjoy his stay. He will be comfortable, loved and fed that when I come back. I’m not even sure he will have missed us. Here’s to new things and more adventures!

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Industrial Piercing 1 Week Update

Alright so this is where it gets real. It’s been over a week actually I’m on Day 11 of having this piercing. I have to admit y’all it’s definitely has been annoying to say the least. My nose piercing I would occasionally forget and rub my nose by accident or if I needed to scratch my nose I would forget too. No big deal. But with this piercing just about everything irritates it. I have long hair and washing it has been a bit of a hassle. Requires lots of patience for sure. I sometimes forget the piercing is there and that the bar is a bit longer to give it space to swell. I miscalculate and accidentally bump it while washing my face, washing my hair, if someone brushes my side, trying to tie a ponytail, having my hair down irritates it. Cleaning it no matter how gentle I end up taking an Advil to help with the swelling. It itches which is a good sign. There’s yellow crust around it which is also a sign of healing. It doesn’t throb and the swelling isn’t excessive. Thankfully! No signs of infections and hopefully it stays that way. I have a couple of products that I’m using that has been a huge help. Cartilage piercing take MINIMUM about 3 months to heal to a year depending on your body, healing processing and aftercare. Purchasing these products can definitely help with the healing process and a good addition to your piercing aftercare routine.


H2Ocean 4oz Piercing Aftercare Spray


Urban ReLeaf Piercing Care


These are the two main products I’ve been using to care for my piercing. The H2Ocean is a sterile spray that has sea salt and mineral that help speed up the healing process. You can choose to make your own which I did at first. However, there’s a chance that it won’t be sterile or the amount of sea salt won’t be enough or too much. Plus this is more portable in case you have to be away for the day or a while.

The second product is the Urban ReLeaf Piercing care. This is contains sea salt and botanicals which makes it not only smell lovely but also helps prevent infections. It’s for soaking the piercing for a few minutes to flush out the piercing and soften the crust that forms. The tea tree oil is a natural disinfectant and aloe Vera is known for its moisturizing properties. Overall, the ingredients are beneficial to your healing piercing in both preventing infection or if you notice signs of an infection starting to form.


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I hope this helps anyone who has gotten a recent piercing or still trying to find ways in helping their piercing heal. I don’t regret getting my industrial just wish the healing and care wasn’t so tedious. Overall I have to say that I love how it looks and hopefully no infection starts. I’ll update next week with how things are progressing. Thanks for reading!

Life

Being Their Voice

Before ever becoming a mother. The thought brought an anxiety that was so overwhelming I didn’t think I would have any children. How can I take care of this little person that’s my own? Was I capable of being a good mother? Show them that the world is both beautiful yet so cruel. All these thoughts still haunt me. Little less than before they’re replaced with other things now but they’re still there some days.


I also realized throughout life and now having my son. How careful we as parents need to be when we speak to them as they’re growing. It’s easy for them to absorb everything. Children are truly sponges to those around them. We parents are legitimately their first interaction with the world. It comes to no surprise that even to this day I can still hear my parents voices for a lot of the decisions I make in life. It’s something I find humorous most days. When I went to get my first tattoo I could already feel the disappointment of my parents and hear them saying how I probably ruined my body by getting it. Mind you, I was 22 almost 23 and didn’t really mind their disapproval at this point. I’m usually confident in most of my decisions and what I do with my body now that I’m older. Yet, even still I hear them in my head before doing anything. It’s becoming more faint as the years go by and it made me realize that the strongest voices in our children is mostly ours. Their self esteem, confidence, fears and overall sense of self mostly comes from being around us. I hope that I can be better and give my son more positive thoughts than negative ones. That he won’t feel the need to hide things from me. After all, we have free will. Regardless what we tell them. They can choose to rebel against it or listen. They’re always listening. They’re always watching. Strive to be better cause perfection does not exist.


This has always been a fear of mine with having kids. I hope one day if they ever do hear my voice or their dad’s voice. It’s help guide them through life decisions and if it’s small things that they’ll laugh like I did. All in good time I suppose.

Life

Industrial Piercing

It wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. The worst part is mostly after. The aftercare and trying to remember the piercing is there. It’s fresh and it hurts when I forget it’s there! It’s rare but it happens and I’m sure it will continue to happen. I’ll be posting healing updates and progression photos until I change it. One thing for sure I completely forgot I can’t swim underwater with a fresh piercing. Gladly, the vacation I have planned isn’t all about swimming.

Day 1 Freshly pierced

Day 3 Little to no blood and not much swelling

This might take a while to heal anywhere from 4 months to 1 year. Hoping for the best healing wise. Wish me luck.

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“Self Love”

Something a lot of us as mothers forget to do. We forget to love ourselves and take care of our needs. Even if it’s something small.

I recently started practicing self love. I started taking care of my skin, my hair, I’ve been finding time to read books (on my kindle) and catching up on the shows I never quite finished. Sipping on warm coffee before my son wakes up whether it be in the morning or his afternoon nap. These small moments recharge my emotions and sanity. Not because my son is difficult to handle or I didn’t expect this. Not at all. He’s the center of my world and I adore him with everything in me. I’m just being me. I’m not just mommy. Or just wife. I’m also Sori. Ans like anyone else I too deserve to have a moment to myself so I can face the day with the confidence I know I have. Somewhere.


So take those 10 min to yourself mama. Take a deep breath. You’re doing great. Your child is loved. Fed. Safe. And has you. We don’t need to be perfect for them. We just need to be the best person we can be for them and being happy with ourselves is part of that.

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“Love at First Sight”

Does anyone believe in this anymore? That you just know who’s the one? Can it happen at any point of our lives? It’s difficult to know when life itself is so confusing. Can’t it just give us a sign? Wish it were that easy.

My husband is my first crush/love. You know that cute crush you have as kid in elementary school. Where you don’t even know what love is. You just get this nervous pit in your stomach and avoid them like the plague. It makes your day to see them. But if they look your away. You’re ready to disappear in a split second. That was me. My heart would beat so fast just by seeing him. We barely ever talked even though I was social and liked talking to people. He was quiet and to himself. Who was I? This 8 year old to invade his world. How rude. Later I found out he lived across the street from me. We would casually run into each other around our neighborhood. Yet, still I avoided him.

By the time I worked up to even say his name and say hello. We had already graduated elementary. I was 10. It was too late to be friends. Too late to ask him what his favorite games and cartoons or anime he was into. I was moving away to a different neighborhood.

Years went by and I was 17 when we found each other on Facebook. And it was an instant spark. Emotions I didn’t think would come flooding back. I wanted to know his favorite everything. We bonded over our favorite shows, music, and things we wanted in life. Finding out later that he did want to be my friend after I said hello that one day. We laugh about it till this day. We’re amazed at how life had us wait for each other.

So do I believe in Love at first sight? Maybe. But, it can take over a decade to realize it.


Thought I would share my love story with my husband cause it’s not something that happens everyday. Makes me believe that things happen for a reason. We’ve grown so much since then especially since we were 17/18. All I can hope for is to continue growing and loving each other. As best friends, lovers, husband and wife but even more so as parents now.


Anyone else have a love story they’d like to share? Comment below and let me know. I love hearing how people their partner.

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“Enouement”

“the bittersweetness of having arrived in the future, seeing how things turn out, but not being able to tell your past self”- Enouement


I came across this word soon after losing my daughter in 2016. The grief was raw. I still had this numb feeling. Every day waking up I felt as if my body was heavy. It’s truly insane how attached emotions can be to our physical selves. So when I came across this word and looked it up. I, of course, went through so many what if scenarios. My thoughts that were jumbled into this odd ball of grief. Sadness. Anger. Slowly unraveled. I felt sad for the me before the loss. I felt so horrified that she was going to go through one of the most heartbreaking things as a new mother to be. Not just once but twice. She doesn’t know that she will get through it. That eventually there’s a beautiful happy son who’s going to fill her life with happiness and although he makes her long for his siblings. She will be happy. She will be content.


hat girl from before didn’t know she would find her true love one day. One that would understand her full and whole. That she didn’t need to try to be someone she wasn’t. Or figure out her life so much. That she didn’t have to cry at night from being lonely at all. He would eventually come and take a hold of her. Wrap his arms around her and tell her she wouldn’t have to worry. That he would love her till his last breath


I’m sure everyone goes through this at some point. Whether it be a rough patch, a tragic loss, a problem that needed to be solved. You look back and you almost feel bad that you had to go through that to be the person you are right now. Honestly, if I could have a moment with my past self I would hug her. Tell her that it will be okay one day 💗


Anyone else have had moments like this?